The drive home was a mostly silent affair. I was lost in my thoughts as I stared out of the window. Beside me, mom kept her thoughts to herself as she...concentrated on the road."Mom," I asked suddenly. "Hmmmmm?" Do you know about Tom Thumb?"Monday morning class arrived with Sally waiting for me as I got off the bus. She didn't say anything but looked at me brightly. I just nodded at her and walked into college without saying a word. I could tell she was fit to burst.His chair was empty as we. You practically went into heat there watching him." From the vantage point of the girls, Mr. Rodmann wore only baggy sports shorts, x-training shoes with white anklet socks, old fashioned style tortoise shell rimmed sunglasses, and a baseball cap not really concealing a white head band very well. He was tanned, fit, nice furry sculpted pectorals for not especially broad shoulders, respectable biceps for otherwise lean tough-looking arms. Toned abs with just a hint of midriff were furry. “Well sugar, I hope to see you around,” she said to the picturesque blonde, now on her stomach, showing off her amazing ass with maybe eight square inches of fabric covering it. She looked up with a smile, and said, “I sure hope so,” in an almost seductive tone. After getting home, Des took a cold shower to try to wash out the terribly dirty thoughts from her head. She watched a movie, read her book, and went to bed. All the while struggling to forget the would be model at the pool. The. We chose not to know the gender of our child, the mystery lending to our joy as we picked out names for both a boy and girl child. My excitement grew even more quickly than did her belly, but as she entered her eighth month our love making, as can be expected changed. Don't take me wrong, she still wanted to know the joy of orgasm, and to that end I got very adept at oral delights that rarely failed to give her the pleasures she sought. In return she would suck what she could of my lengthy ten.